Following His North Star by Ember Davis

GAVIN:
It kind of messes with your head when you’re the last of your brothers to fall, wondering when your turn will be. I don’t begrudge them happiness; I just can’t help but wonder when my time will come. I’ve always been the steady one, the one that keeps the peace and keeps us moving forward. It’s come in handy more times than I can count.
When Iris comes out of nowhere it’s clear that she needs me to be that constant in her life too. I’m glad to do it, even when her brother seems to want to keep us apart. I get it. He loves her and is protective of her.
He has no idea that she brings those same feelings out in me and nothing, not even him, is going to stand in the way of making her mine. Either he gets on board or he’s going to lose her, but I win no matter what.

IRIS:
I make a horrible first impression often. It’s one of my many charms. I go to the opening of an art exhibit with the hope that there’s a job on the other side of it. What I wasn’t expecting was Gavin. I don’t think anyone could be prepared for a man like him.
How is it that I meet someone who makes my heart flip in my chest when at my worst? It’s a skill, I guess. He doesn’t seem to notice all the ways I can’t keep my life together; in fact, he seems to be content with helping me. Maybe he has a savior complex or something?
It doesn’t really matter. When he tells me I’m his, I believe him. If only my brother could understand that I’m not a little girl anymore and my heart is mine to do with as I please. If I want to give it away to a sexy drummer covered in tattoos, that’s my business. I just hope he doesn’t try and get in the way because I don’t want to have to choose, but I will. I hope the men in my life know that I’ll always follow my heart, even if it gets broken in the end.